The extremely powerful aura collided, and the ground trembled. Those who had been knocked away by the impact just now were hit directly by another huge wave of air before they realized what was going on.
The four sons of the Demon Sect and others hurriedly raised the energy shield to resist, but the energy shield was still shattered, and the person was knocked over and blown further.
And those with low cultivation who were close could not even have time to scream, before they were wiped out in the huge waves!
"Is this...is this the power of a demigod?" Ye Gucheng was also knocked several dozen meters away. He got up from the ground in a panic and looked at Wang Huanzhihe in the distance in horror.
Han Sanqian.
The four sons of the Demon Sect also got up from the ground in embarrassment, and then suddenly realized that all the surrounding trees were destroyed and there was no grass left.
fear!
shock!
Just the residual power of the explosion can be so devastating. If a demigod strikes with all his strength, wouldn't it mean that the mountains and rivers will fall?!
Golden and red light center.
At this time, Wang Xuzhi's face was ferocious, and he looked at Han Sanqian fiercely, with a large amount of sweat pouring down his forehead.
The arrogance before was now completely replaced by panic!
"Impossible, impossible, I am already a demigod, how could you be qualified to fight against me?" Wang Xuuzhi looked at Han Sanqian in disbelief and asked.
It was really hard for him to understand how, with his current level of cultivation, other than the two true gods in the world, there could be anyone who could rival them.
"You would also say that demigods are not worthy of being true gods. Why can't they resist you?" Han Sanqian smiled scornfully.
Wang Xuuzhi has the heart of a god, but Han Sanqian also has the blood of a god. Everyone has the inheritance of nearly a demigod, so what does Han Sanqian have to fear?
Although Wang Xuuzhi has elixirs to protect him, Han Sanqian also has a golden body to protect him, and he also has an immortal mysterious armor to protect his body. The spiritual energy in his body is multiplied by the dragon's heart. Why is he afraid of Wang Xuuzhi?!
"I really underestimated you." Wang Xuuzhi shouted coldly: "But do you really think that you can withstand my blow and you can be extremely arrogant and arrogant? I tell you, it's early. I can't
I just used 70% of my strength."
Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully: "Then do you know how much force I used?"
Wang Xuuzhi did not answer, but his eyes were already quite angry.
"Of course you can be arrogant if you can withstand a blow from you. If you can withstand a blow from me, you can do the same. The question is, can you withstand it?"
In one sentence, Wang Huanzhi was shocked!
What's the meaning?
Can you withstand his blow?
He is simply too arrogant!
"Kick me up!" Han Sanqian shouted angrily, and suddenly increased his strength and pushed hard.
Wang Huanzhi's power here also increased at the same time, but the power seemed to have not reached the edge, and he only felt a sudden huge force coming from the palm of his hand. Then, like a torrent, the energy he had lifted was directly pressed across, like a mountain torrent.
Like an explosion, it comes directly to your face!
"puff!"
Wang Huuzhi was directly pushed back by the strange force. Every step he took left deep footprints on the ground. However, even so, it took him four or five steps to barely stabilize his figure.
The next second, blood gushes directly from the throat!
"You!" Wang Suzhi looked at Han Sanqian angrily, and looked at the guy in front of him in shock. However, just by moving, the muscles and veins all over his body felt abnormal pain.
Obviously, the palm peak duel ended with him being injured!
"I said you can't bear it." Han Sanqian smiled coldly, his words full of contempt.
"Are you also a demigod?" Wang Xuuzhi looked at Han Sanqian in disbelief, enduring the severe pain and frowning.
Han Sanqian smiled and did not answer, but mocked: "A loser, do you have the right to ask questions to the winner?"
Wang Xunzhi was so angry that he came up with another mouthful of old blood, and frowned: "In the sacred tomb, did you hide something else that you didn't give to me? Otherwise, why did I stop moving forward, and you...
.But you are qualified to fight against me?!"
Han Sanqian said coldly: "Guess!"
Wang Xuuzhi's face was cold. He didn't need Han Sanqian to answer. He already knew the answer. Otherwise, it would not be able to explain all the facts in front of him.
At the same time as he suddenly realized this, Wang Xuuzhi was furious because Han Sanqian had taken away the things he was supposed to become a god, and even took away everything on Fairy Island.
"It seems that I really have to kill you." Wang Xuuzhi gritted his teeth.
"By you?" Han Sanqian said disdainfully.
"Of course not by me." Wang Xuuzhi smiled coldly.
Suddenly, at this moment, Han Sanqian felt darkness above his head. When he raised his eyes, he saw a giant flag suddenly flying over his head and spinning rapidly.
Almost at the same time, several monks wearing cassocks, lama hats, and red skin rushed out, holding magic beads or staffs, and quickly surrounded Han Sanqian.
"I know what you are capable of, but do you really think I have no other preparations for someone who can escape from the endless abyss?"
Han Sanqian frowned, and just as he was about to take a step forward, a gray beam of light suddenly shot out from the giant flag, directly covering Han Sanqian, and a strange magical sound also floated into his ears at the right time.
On the top of the mountain in the distance, figures swayed.
Ye Gucheng's face was cold, and he followed one person closely. Behind them was a large army of 60,000 to 70,000 people, marching forward in a mighty manner!
"Han Sanqian, you are dead." Ye Gucheng said coldly in his heart.
The person in front of Ye Gucheng looked at the silhouette of the Wushu Sect in the air with burning eyes. Under the sun, his face looked particularly familiar at this time - it was Wang Xuuzhi of Yaoshen Pavilion!
